Cute!

Half of the year passed since Gharb was freed as the Forsaken. He became more calm and tolerant. He got used to silence within him, to the dead heart. He learned to watch the nature from taurens, to see the flow of life, surrounding, piercing every being but him. That was the only thing that brings some kind of peace inside him. He felt that without that meditation he'd became a vicious killer driven by the felling of revenge and despair.

Despair. It was living withing him. It became his closest friend. He knew that the human within is dead. Though he missed his old life...

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Gharb watched in the eyes of a man. He was piercing the mind of this human, reading his thoughts... his fear. Man blinked and slowly fell down. Gharb pulled his curved dagger making something that used to be a human inner parts fall outside with a champing sound.

Yes, yes... that is nice... - softly said Gharb. He was murmuring some song. The ship behind his back was sinking in the water turning it into dark red liquid mixed with dirt and blood.

Aaaahh! - Gharb gasped - Exactly what I was looking for! It's not too late to become human! Well, at least the clothes part of a human...

Gharb pulled the pants trying to take it off the body. The pants were resisting as their former owner was wearing a nice belt. Gharb doomed the heavens for that nice, chain belt.

After five minutes of frenzy struggle the body was cut into several parts and Gharb became the happiest cloth owner ever. He weared the bloody leggings and take a look at himself. While he was trying to put on these pants they teared a bit so he was looking like some kind of really dumb tourist who weared summer pants for swimming. Gharb cursed the heavens for these nice, summer bloody pants.

He was going to the exit of this cave where the pirates have... had their cove.

Suddenly he stopped. He was staring at his feet, having no words to describe the feeling that was reborn inside. He was staring at... something that was at his feet. That something was... mostly white, had green eyes and dark paws and tail. Something gazed at Gharb, blinked and said: "Meow!"

Gharb even found that he really knows what does the word "cute" mean. That was a total surprise.

He was going through the forest, carefully embracing the beloved animal. Gharb purred at her. He felt like he finally found a creature he could speak to without disgust or anger in return.

The human within was reborn in a little but strong emotion... love.

Her name... her name is.... Nicheva!